Framed

Would you like to be framed?

Might seem an odd question!

But framed we always are–

Against a fleeting thought,

Of things present or not.

Against a Brownian background,

Of particles haywire and crisscross!

Or, against the waft and weave of time,

Between the present and the undefined!

So, when caught and in a moment framed,

What contraband would your heart reveal?

Would it be just a ‘me’, or an inclusive ‘we’?

Would it be issues light, or shadows dark?

Things concurrent or of distant possibility?

For to be present in the now is a realization!

As each moment in time presents an infinite open frame,

And each of our reactions determines life’s future direction!!

Though strife and greed abound and breed,

And ensure that humanity to exist may cease!

But here is a frame of love, a smile of hope,

A delicate bead of peace–my gift to you!!

Aparnaa Laxmi